GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

The next day, the news of the empress's death spread completely, and the whole country was in mourning.

In fact, there was a lot of noise in the palace last night, but there was no questioning voice among the people.

After all, most people don’t care about how dynasties change, they are just confined to the fact that they can have enough food and clothing and live a mediocre life.

Lin Jia read out the imperial edict she received last night at the morning court session, ordering her to succeed to the throne immediately and the coronation ceremony to be held on an auspicious day.

The third and fourth princes were placed in the palace, while the sixth princess was said to have been sent to the royal palace to mourn for the late emperor, which was actually a disguised imprisonment of the second princess.

Su Mo was also appointed as the regent of a different surname, who was allowed to enter and leave the palace at will. He was also given half of the tiger talisman, ten thousand taels of gold, the regent's palace and a host of other rewards.

Su Mo was not surprised at all, and lazily thanked him and accepted the reward.

After leaving court, she fled quickly for her pitiful sleep time, thus avoiding people with different thoughts.

After returning to the general's mansion, she saw Xiao Zeqing's hesitant look and thought for a moment, then decided to tell him the whole story at this time.

But it's not her style to talk about serious matters right away.

She sat on the edge of the bed, pulled Xiao Zeqing to her side, and smiled brightly, "Zeqing is going to be the regent husband. Are you happy?"

"You know that's not what I meant to ask."

"I'm fighting for my life outside, and Zeqing is so indifferent?" She hugged him, nuzzled her head into his neck, and spoke in a mean tone.

This person seemed to be waiting for Xiao Zeqing to scold her.

But Xiao Zeqing completely ignored her, his body tense and he said nothing.

Sensing that he was in a bad mood, Su Mo quickly became serious.

"Well, I'll tell you, it's actually very simple."

She first told him what the late emperor had told her, including his idea of ​​using her as a pawn.

"What a good plan." Xiao Zeqing raised the corners of his lips sarcastically after hearing this.

It was pretty much the same as what he found.

"What are you going to do next?" He turned his head and stared at Su Mo very seriously.

"She schemed against me like this, shouldn't I repay her well? Besides, I promised to work with you, and I won't break my promise."

Su Mo narrowed his eyes unhappily, and his next plan had already been made in his mind.

Xiao Zeqing's expression finally eased a little, and he gently broke free from Su Mo's shackles.

"I believe you." Xiao Zeqing left the room after leaving these words.

Su Mo didn't see the loneliness in his eyes.

Everything was clearly going according to what Su Mo said, but why did he feel depressed?

He never seemed to see through her.

She was like an alluring flower that made him addicted, but also immersed him in pain and unable to extricate himself.

She is passionate and ruthless, and a little cruel in her insight.

More importantly, he seemed to have never heard the truth from her mouth.

Moreover, she was not shy about her nonsense and was not afraid that others would know that she was talking nonsense.

It was like he knew that this person was not sincere to him, but he still fell for her teasing.

After he came to Fenglin, he investigated her, and the results he got were completely different from what he saw with his own eyes.

No matter who was talking about her, she was completely different from the woman next to him who was talkative and liked to flirt.

She has so many different masks.

And he also didn't know, was the Su Mo facing him really the "real" Su Mo?

Belief and doubt.

These emotions had been tugging at him since the first time he saw her.

She was so considerate and attentive to him that he felt like he was living a dream these days.

She always kept him hanging like this, giving him candy in an ambiguous way, but when he was addicted, she would stab him in the heart to make him suddenly sober up.

Honey and arsenic.

It was like throwing him into a frying pan and frying him.

Xiao Zeqing unknowingly walked to the pavilion that Su Mo usually loved the most.

He closed his eyes and quietly felt the breeze, smelling the light fragrance of pine wood mixed with the smell of damp earth.

It was already past early autumn, and the once emerald green leaves had turned yellow and were falling silently to the ground.

After a winter of silence under the snow, it will gradually be absorbed by the soil as nutrients, slowly moving upward from the roots until new shoots grow in the spring of the following year.

Prosperity, decay, and rebirth.

But he seemed to be in winter all the time.

So cold.

"Why are you here now? Don't you think you should wear more clothes?" Su Mo noticed that he was not in a good condition, and after thinking about it, he followed him.

Seeing him walking aimlessly in a daze, I followed him for fear of scaring him. Then I saw him enter the pavilion and stand there in a daze. After waiting for a while, I decided to go over and ask him about his situation.

It's only right to care about your target and partner.

As he said this, he took off his outer robe and put it on Xiao Zeqing. When he touched his cold hand, he lifted it up and warmed it with his hand.

"Look, your hands are so cold. I've told you to take good care of yourself so many times, but you don't listen. What will you do without me?" Su Mo muttered with his head down.

Xiao Zeqing didn't say anything, and Su Mo suddenly found water drops falling on the back of his hand.

Looking up, I saw the beauty crying with tears in her eyes, which made people feel pity for her.

Xiao Zeqing usually looked good no matter if his face turned red due to anger from her or his stern face just now.

Only today did Su Mo understand the meaning of Xizi holding her heart.

Obviously not wanting her to discover his vulnerability, Xiao Zeqing bit his thin lips tightly with his pearly teeth. It was unknown how much strength he used, but the originally lovely light pink had turned deep red.

The tip of her small nose also turned red, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her bright eyes were like black glass, sparkling with watery light.

The corners of her eyes were red, and little pearls kept pouring out of her eye sockets, falling down her fair cheeks, and there were also water droplets hanging on her long and curled eyelashes.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss, but she quickly pretended to be calm, gently held his face, gently wiped the corners of his eyes with her thumb, and coaxed him.

"Why are you crying so sadly? Did I do something wrong? I promise I won't bother you next time. Stop crying, okay?"

That's it again.

Why are you so nice to me? Why am I the only one who is troubled?

Xiao Zeqing finally couldn't bear it anymore and threw himself into Su Mo's arms, sobbing softly, as if he wanted to release all his grievances.

He hugged Su Mo tightly, and Su Mo also supported him. The two stood in a very awkward posture for a long time.

In the end, Xiao Zeqing was crying so hard that he was out of breath. Su Mo was really worried that he would suddenly faint.

After all, he is in poor health.

So Su Mo carried him back to the bedroom in a princess hug.

Xiao Zeqing had been crying so hard that he was hiccuping, and when Su Mo put him on the bed, he still hadn't recovered and was still twitching like a little rabbit.

Looking at his flushed little face, Su Mo sighed and told the servants at the door to bring in a basin of warm water and to prepare two boiled eggs.

Su Mo opened the quilt to cover him, touched his head, and asked, "Are you tired?"

Xiao Zeqing opened his mouth, but found that his throat was too hoarse to speak, so he could only shake his head. When he saw the smile in Su Mo's eyes, his face turned even redder with anger.

"Be good, take a rest even if you are not tired. I will call you for dinner later." Su Mo smiled and scratched the tip of his nose, his tone becoming more gentle.

Just then, warm water arrived. She wet the handkerchief, wrung it out, and gently wiped his face.

The warm touch gave Xiao Zeqing great comfort, and since he was indeed tired from crying, he fell asleep in a daze.